!!z0ABcqUnNAP 04/02/12(Mon)22:24 No.18555090|
"You're uh, welcome... So anyways, do you know anything about witch hunters? I mean, was the Order around during your time?"
"Witch hunters existed, though they were a minority. Magic was powerful during my time, worshiped, even. There was no central Order as there exists now, but rogue fragments, pockets of men who sought to kill off the non-immortal witches in the night."
You sigh, you'd hoped he would have had some combat advice or something.
"Well how about killing off an immortal, but one who isn't a magic user? A man cursed with immortality."
Socrates raises an eyebrow at the question.
"Ah, not often that you hear about such a curse. Normal means will likely have no result, as you already know. I'm no warrior, but I believe if you found a way to sever a curse rather than his neck, you would perhaps find a solution to ending him."
"Break the curse, eh? Sounds more difficult than just leveling him with a SMAW until he quits regrowing..." You gripe, but you aren't surprised there are no easy shortcuts for something like this.
"Well you seem like you've remained hidden down here for a long time, what's the trick, to hiding magic? I'm tired of pinging radar wherever I go because miss "Despoiler of Sequins" can't mask her presence."
"I'm hidden merely because I am here. This is a safe place, a place obscured with powerful magic and at the same time, deep beneath the ocean surface. Rather than simply try to mask her, why not give them too many things to search for? Pigeons to every far corner of the earth, irradiated with magic, something like that?" Socrates answers, and you instantly wish you'd thought of that idea sooner. Send the Order on a wild goose chase by giving them too many things to track.